Fang Hao just wanted to refuse and declare that the five hundred people belonged to him. However, when he looked up, he saw Peng Yue and Hong Man staring at him with big eyes, as if he wanted to eat people.

"Okay, you're yours." Fang Hao could only give in.

It is useless to reason with women for a lifetime. He has realized this since he met Peng Yuehongman.

These two women are not very powerful.

"Ha ha……"

Peng Yuehongman laughed loudly, and then rushed out with five hundred people.

Jiang Chuan did not follow him because he wanted to protect the young master. Although Fang Hao was a master of the grandmaster, he still did not dare to take it lightly.

"Young Master, are the Kanna tribe crazy? Even though we know that our weapons are powerful, we still dare to fight to the death." Jiang Chuan said.

Fang Hao shook his head and sighed, "The most terrifying thing about getting along with people is distrust. The stronger we are, the more afraid they are. Some people will shrink after fear, while others will fight to the death after fear."

"They have been blinded by the interests and cannot see themselves clearly."

Peng Yuehongman rushed over with five hundred people, and the sound of gunfire shook the entire canyon.

The bows and arrows of this tribe have a range of less than 200 meters. Facing a gun with a range of more than 1,000 meters, they almost collapse in one blow.

Bang bang!

boom!

Gunshots continued, and mortar fire.

The people who were ambushing the Kanna tribe were immediately stunned. When had they ever seen such a strange weapon?

The sound is shocking and the destructive power is amazing.

The rounds of artillery fire attacked, killing and injured, screaming constantly.

Peng Yuehongman and the others rushed into the rear of the enemy team, killing one with one knife was easier than killing a chicken.

The stainless steel knife is originally sharp, plus the blessing of Qi.

It's simply the arrival of the God of Killing.

The battle had just been in an incense stick, and one-third of the Kanna warriors had died.

Unsurprisingly crushed.

The weapons used by the Kanna people are spears and few swords, because the bronze is too soft.

In terms of kung fu, there is basically no special practice, and it relies entirely on brute force.

Even against the people of the Shadow Guard, there is no chance of winning.

If it weren't for the cover of the terrain on the mountain, more casualties would have been faster and more.

After a while, no one dared to resist anymore. Except for the dead, everyone else fled.

Who else dares to fight this kind of war?

Half an hour later, the guns and cannons stopped, the Shadow Guards cleaned the battlefield, and Peng Yuehongman came back.

When he saw Fang Hao, Peng Yue said proudly, "How is it, I'm so awesome."

The big eyes blinked, with a little innocence and naughtyness, which made Fang Hao dizzy again.

Who can tell this little murderous devil from his appearance?

I don't know, but I thought it was a lady.

Hongman raised his mouth and said, "Fang Hao, we've killed everyone. When will you take us on a flying balloon?"

Faced with these two top-notch, Fang Hao had nothing to say.

"Okay, wait until we finish talking about the last tribe."

After cleaning the battlefield, some survivors were arrested, but Fang Hao did not kill them, so he asked them to go back and bring a message.

It's very simple, just one sentence.

"If negotiations are to be restarted, those who start the war must die!"

Fang Hao felt that this requirement was not an exaggeration, but instead it was a cheaper price for them. But thinking about it, the ordinary farmers in the tribe did not make any mistakes after all, and they had no choice but to give them a chance.

If he still remains unchanged after the replacement, Fang Hao would not mind destroying them.

Poverty and backwardness are not scary. What is scary is that you cannot know yourself and are insatiable.

If they had to seek death, Fang Hao was not a saint and had no obligation to save their thoughts and souls.

After cleaning the battlefield, Fang Hao and his group set out again.

...

In the hall of the Kanna elders' meetings, several elders were anxiously waiting for the outcome of the battle.

In this battle, they had full confidence to win, with 10,000 people fighting 500 people, and occupied the geographical advantage to ambush. Even if the weapons were almost there, they would not fail.

I am not worried about whether I can kill Fang Hao’s 500 people. I am worried about whether more people will come in the future.

"Why haven't you come back yet?" An elder looked at the sky with an anxious look.

"What are you anxious about? The ambush is far away and you won't come back so soon." An elder said disdainfully.

A moment later, a warrior covered in blood rushed in from outside, with an expression of great fear and panic.

"Great Elder." The warrior's voice trembled.

Seeing this person, all the elders in the field were shocked and immediately realized that something was wrong.

However, they still don’t believe that ten thousand people will lose, maybe because of a miserable victory, or because of other reasons. Some even wondered if they were attacked by other tribes, otherwise how could he be so embarrassed?

"What's wrong? Tell me quickly!" The elder lost his patience.

The warrior's body was shaking because this battle was so scary.

If you can't see the opponent's weapon, you will be bombed and beaten to death.

The legendary god is nothing more than that.

It's even more scary than thunder.

The warrior said tremblingly, "All... are almost dead. Ten thousand of our people are dead and broken. The opponent's weapons are too terrifying. The sound is louder than thunder. The flames tear people apart. From a distance, they can make holes on people's bodies."

“It’s so…so scary.”

In fact, there is no language that can describe his mood at this moment.

This weapon was simply incomprehensible to him.

Fire, I have seen it, but torch people torn apart, what does this mean?

"You are crazy! What are you talking about?" A great elder looked at him in disbelief. Not to mention that he didn't understand, no one who had never seen him could understand.

"Yes... it's true!" said the warrior.

"I know it's unbelievable. If you don't, you can follow me to see."

Then, he said what Fang Hao wanted him to take, "He said that if you want to restart negotiations, those who start the war must die!"

"Arrogant! Too arrogant!" an elder shouted angrily.

Not only him, but several other elders also felt the same way, but ten thousand people were killed, and this matter was probably true, and the warriors would not lie to them.

"Take us to see!" said the Great Elder, with a gloomy expression.

At this moment, he also felt that things were not good. If it were as the warrior said, it was not the people from other tribes that appeared. It was Fang Hao's five hundred people who killed 10,000 people, then the other party's strength would be too terrifying.

If you are enemies of this kind of person, the consequences must be very terrible.

The elders rode on their war horses and followed the soldiers to the ambush. When they saw the burnt pits on the battlefield and many corpses.

Everyone's face is not good-looking.

In other words, this warrior is not mentally ill and everything he says is true.

The holes in the corpse are very small, but very deep and deadly. There are many corpses that are directly torn and burned.

Extremely terrifying.

The elders were frightened and could not speak for a long time.

After a while, an elder said, "We must contact the other two tribes to fight Fang Hao, otherwise the Kanna tribe will perish."

Because Fang Hao will not give up.

It is obvious that the heads of several elders are needed.

Who else is willing to die?
Chapter completed!